不正之果

The masses harbor an intense admiration for those who achieve swift, meteoric success. They look upon individuals who amass rapid fortunes, attain accelerated triumphs, and ostentatiously flaunt highly visible, tangible outcomes, rendering themselves thoroughly envious of them. I, too, was closely aligned with that exact disposition. Though far from a flawless analogy, during the tender chapters of my youth, I envied Mark Zuckerberg; and outside of him, I harbored an identical envy toward a multitude of startup founders. It was unequivocally due to that very impulse that I initiated my own enterprise.

Yet, as I navigated the actual terrain of business, I came to realize that in an overwhelming majority of instances, founders were accustomed to reaping their profits utilizing an abundance of fraudulent and illicit maneuvers, which were subsequently disseminated as though they constituted sacred corporate know-how. The methodologies for amassing capital travel from mouth to mouth, from wineglass to wineglass, systematically transforming into something far more vicious and atrocious. Past a certain tipping point, they systematically violate every rule or deviate entirely outside the boundaries of regulations. Should they happen to be apprehended, they simply endure and push through utilizing yet another atrocious stratagem. A multitude of litigations, appeals, police interrogations, wearisome debates, unsubstantiated verbal brawls, and utterly futile emotional skirmishes. It can be fittingly described as nothing more than a battlefield of overgrown, petulant children who have merely consumed years.

I, too, encountered all manner of individuals who amassed fortunes utilizing outright illegalities and devious expedients throughout my entrepreneurial journey, and though I acquired a substantial amount of knowledge from them, the ledger detailing what precisely manifested as a plus in my existence through those connections reveals a thoroughly disastrous reality. Viewed in the absolute best light, it balances out to a mere break-even; in the vast majority of instances, it yields nothing but sheer loss. Not a single human being among them left behind any species of metric evidence that could be deemed genuinely helpful to me.

Exactly when did my existence commence its restoration? It was precisely from the moment I systematically blocked every single one of these garbage human beings, severing the relationships entirely without remaining indebted to them by even a solitary coin. Human garbage does not present an exterior that openly radiates the stench of refuse. Outwardly, they sport fine suits, sophisticated hairstyles, and refined modes of speech; yet internally, they are human beings thoroughly congested with filth and punctuated by past chapters they desperately crave to conceal. Consequently, no matter how beautifully they embellish themselves or how liberally they shower themselves in perfume, those who become entangled alongside them are predestined to suffer financial and existential erosion.

Intriguingly, I accepted a colossal magnitude of loss and entirely terminated all communication alongside them. A select few individuals likely rejoiced intensely at this verdict. The rationale is quite simple: I was the creditor. I had systematically liquidated and forgiven every single one of their outstanding debts.

I was capable of validating my conviction that they were human garbage through a wealth of experience accumulated across a span of several years. When afforded consideration, do they return that consideration to the alternate party? Do they uphold their covenants? Have they refrained from deceiving through fabrications? Receiving all variations of falsehoods and consideration that was treated as an absolute given, they remained a dumpster that utterly refused to manifest any species of reformation. Because they are not human beings but rather human garbage, interacting alongside human garbage yields absolutely nothing to be acquired save for refuse and the sickening odor of trash. Cleansing oneself of that stench demanded neither reconciliation nor compromise. They could never constitute objects worthy of association or dialogue.

The astonishing dimension is that the individuals laboring within the enterprises managed by human garbage are, for the most part, far from elites. The talent uniquely suited for such environments consists strictly of twisted, warped human beings. In a recent operation, I was subjected to an intensely abnormal, tyrannical abuse of power by a dominant corporate entity. While I am far from the type of individual who navigates labors while enduring such tyranny, the fundamental catalyst for the abuse and subsequent losses endured in this specific instance was the reality that an ally resided within that very organization. Candidly, I desperately desired to articulate the truth to them: "The organization to which you belong is garbage. That is precisely why it has transformed into an entity where executing this species of tyranny and preposterous behavior is deemed an absolute given." Yet, I refrained from uttering those words. Upon deeper reflection, the chillingly rational conclusion surfaced that the ally I envisioned might likewise constitute the precise talent suited for that very domain—an individual possessing elements for which I am grateful, yet perhaps merely another flawed person perfectly adapted to a heavily flawed organization.

Birds of a feather flock together; an organization and its constituents invariably mirror one another. Within a garbage organization, garbage human beings flawlessly harmonize. In such spaces, a normal human being transforms into an object of severe threat. A superior individual becomes a source of absolute terror. In a realm that engineered garbage human beings and the very system that sustains them, what species of normalcy could possibly reside? If a surfaced dilemma is measured at a metric of 10, the underlying substance of the problem invariably numbers 100. If there exists a solitary visible error, exactly how many concealed glitches are churning beneath the surface?

Likening a human being to garbage is far from an extremist expression; it is a thoroughly objective characterization. They retain every single property possessed by refuse in its literal sense, while entirely lacking the indispensable attributes a human being ought to naturally command. Furthermore, they deserve an even harsher negative appraisal due to the reality that they consciously and deliberately banished the very qualities humans naturally expect from one another. They are trash human beings, and the vast majority of enterprise boils down to discerning the true substances of individuals, thereby decreeing with whom one shall lock hands and against whom one shall erect an absolute wall. A person against whom a wall is erected by the wicked is, by definition, an honorable and righteous individual. How on earth could the wicked and the righteous share a dining table and partake in a joyful banquet together? It is an utterly impossible affair. My philosophy has shifted with absolute finality.